Like John, I went to Manito-wish and learned the song there in late 80s. I particularly like the "indian" beat that is inherent when you sing the lines. The one change since that time seems to be in the middle verse:

The call of the lonely loon
coyotes howling at the moon
Wind rustling through the trees
that's the Canadian breeze
Smoke rising from the fire
up through the trees with a stately spire
Reach toward the sky in the evening glow
Sun goes down, no north winds blow

All else same. I'm curious about the lost verses. I think we should raid the camp songbook collection in Boulder Junction....
Jenny